A book of Poems and Thoughts.

Over the Wall and Through the Woods

Over the wall and through the woods,

past where the children dare play.

Where the leaves crunch like bones.

Where the air is cold as snow,

and a million bodies lay.

Past the still lake,

that's covered in ice.

Where you pull your coat closer,

grip like a vice.

Where you hear his song echo,

words like the wind.

His voice always begging-

"Please let me in."

His voice is warm,

it reverberates through the wood.

Pulling you closer,

just as it should.

You've followed his plan.

You're time is nearly up.

You're last silent wish-

"Don't dig me up"

You went over the wall,

past the lake.

Through the wood that crawls,

with birds and snakes.

You're time is up.

You've lost this fight.

Now you will be,

The Beast's meal tonight.